Chapter 272 "There's always something going on around him"
Yu Sheng suddenly felt pessimistic about his creative prospects, very pessimistic, mainly because he was pessimistic that his reputation in the literary world might be very bad in the future - although he had come into contact with Ren Wenwen, a special case, but with this special case, he felt that he would not end up well...
But it was hard to persuade XP, especially since he was from the Secret Service and faced a high-pressure and high-risk working environment all day long (even though he was a clerk in the headquarters building, considering the characteristics of their headquarters building, anyone who worked on a printer in the Secret Service office was considered a special operation position). What if he relied on this weird learning as spiritual support...
Ren Wenwen didn't notice the changing expression on Yu Sheng's face, and continued to talk excitedly: "Hey, Mr. Yu, when will your next story be released? Will you still write suspense and mystery? Will the old characters from the past have a chance to appear again? I especially like Mr. Seventeen who you mentioned in "Rain Harbor". When will he be the protagonist..."
Yu Sheng didn't say anything, but Irene in Hu Li's arms beside him spoke quickly, tilting her head and saying, "The hero of the next book will ride a three-wheeled motorcycle!"
Ren Wenwen's eyes lit up instantly: "Hey, this is interesting, the way a machine and its owner develop feelings for each other over time!"
Yu Sheng: “……!?”
He finally reacted - it turned out that this girl was obsessed with humans and machine spirits, right? ? "Let's talk about something else," he waved his hands exhaustedly, then looked up at the sign of the collection point in front of him, "I'm thinking, this shouldn't be just a collection point, right? Although I'm not sure about the standards of your Secret Service for building a 'station', since this place can be considered a 'station', it shouldn't just be two people delivering express delivery and takeout to my family. I guess this is also an observation station?"
The expression on Ren Wenwen's face was a little embarrassed on the spot.
"Don't be nervous, I've known about this for a long time," Yu Sheng laughed. "Even now, you should have set up an observation point nearby. Even if there is no observation point, your director's eyes are probably looking over here a lot - I'm just confirming it, don't think too much."
"Well, you can say that. I mean the name of the observation station," Ren Wenwen smiled embarrassedly and said seriously, "This station will indeed pay attention to the situation at No. 66 Wutong Road, but you also know that we can't observe your house at all, so the main function of this station is to observe your surroundings - strictly speaking, to observe the entire Wutong Road..."
Yu Sheng looked puzzled: "What is there to observe on Wutong Road that is worthy of setting up a special station for you?"
Ren Wenwen: "Because something always happens around you..."
Yu Sheng: “…”
"Uh, that's not what I said. That's what our Captain Song said," Ren Wenwen realized she was offended and quickly sold out her leader. "I don't know who he heard it from."
"...I roughly know," Yu Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth, smiled helplessly and shook his head, "Okay, I don't care, just think of it as having two more sentries at the door, it will be convenient to receive express delivery and takeout in the future. That's it, you guys continue to be busy, I'll go back first."
After saying that, he waved to Ren Wenwen, then stretched his neck to take a look at the things on the truck that had not been moved yet, then slowly turned around and walked away.
He has the temperament of a retired old man who goes out for a walk.
Ren Wenwen watched Yu Sheng walk away, watched him push open a door out of thin air in an open space dozens of meters away and disappear from her sight, then she breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head to take a look at the large boxes that had not yet been unloaded from the car - a boundary scanning station, a fixed depth sensing station, a physical detection radar, two position-type shield generators that were normally only equipped for deep divers to use, and a bunch of other miscellaneous things.
This is the configuration of a complete border outpost.
"Wenwen, do you think this shield generator is necessary?" A Secret Service agent couldn't help but mutter after unloading the heavy equipment box, "Even if it is necessary, there is no need to install two..."
"The frontline troops would like to spread this stuff all over the floor and sleep on the shield generator every day," Ren Wenwen glanced at him, "Move in, these are all good stuff, normal domestic outposts don't have this equipment."
"oh."
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In the director's office at the headquarters of the Secret Service, Song Cheng was reporting the situation to Baili Qing: "We have contacted Yu Sheng about the Wutong Road station. Ren Wenwen is on site. The contact process went smoothly. Yu Sheng has no objection to this new station and seems to be quite satisfied with it."
"Most of the time, he is easygoing and lazy. As long as we don't substantially interfere with his life, he won't show resistance," Baili Qing said calmly. "Our 'observation' is ineffective for him, but multiple collection points can bring more convenience to No. 66 Wutong Road. Of course, he has no objection - just remember to remind the stationed personnel there that in any case, remember, in any case, you must treat 'Yu Sheng' as a human being. This is the most important thing."
"Understood. It's already written into the rules, and all the personnel stationed there will receive training," Song Cheng said seriously. "I told them that even if they saw Yu Sheng catch an entity and eat it alive in front of them, they must remain calm..."
"Wrong. You should show appropriate surprise, or even complain about how the other person eats everything - because this is the normal reaction of a human being facing another human being who eats anything. There is something wrong with your thinking. Go back and re-formulate the training content. If it doesn't work, you should assign the young man named Li Lin to go there, or find someone with a similarly broad mind."
Song Cheng's body tensed up: "...Uh, I understand what you mean, I'll adjust it today."
Baili Qing nodded.
Then there was a knock on the door. After getting permission, the secretary on duty appeared at the door of the office: "Director, Director Zhang from the Technical Department is here. He said there is a major development and wants to report to you directly."
"Let him in."
A moment later, a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, dark brown trousers, thin build and sparse hair walked into the office with an inexplicable glow on his face.
After he came in and saw Song Cheng, he nodded and greeted him, with a smile on his face all the time.
Baili Qing raised her eyebrows and glanced at the technical director: "Xiao Zhang, why are you so happy?"
"Director, the filtering system is done!" Director Zhang's face was shining. "It's the system that automatically recognizes and blocks the alarm signal when Yu Sheng opens the portal, and automatically switches to the recording mode. It's done!"
Baili Qing's icy face changed significantly at this moment, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up: "Very good! I will contact Yu Sheng as soon as possible and ask him to help test your system and see how it works."
Director Zhang smiled, but then he rubbed his hands hesitantly: "Director, there is one more thing."
Baili Qing: "Hmm?"
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"I just got the news when I came here. It was reported by the testing laboratory," Director Zhang said with a subtle expression. His already sparse hair even reflected a little. "It's about the piece of...'cast iron sample' that was sent from the cafeteria to the testing department last time."
Baili Qing quickly responded: "Oh, the iron cube that the fox in the 'inn' used to pay the bill after dinner? What did the test reveal?"
"It's like this. The routine test showed nothing special about the ingredients. That thing is just extremely pure iron," Director Zhang reported immediately. "After completing a series of routine projects, the laboratory decided to try to use that piece of iron to make something...'something'. They wanted to see what its mechanical properties would be after its shape changed. Then they made a hammer..."
"You're talking too much nonsense," Baili Qing interrupted the technical director on the other side without any hesitation, "Be brief and tell me what happened directly."
Director Zhang spread his hands and said, "The spirit has appeared..."
Song Cheng, who was just watching the fun quietly, suddenly said: “……(⊙0⊙)!?”
Even Baili Qing was visibly shocked. She raised her head suddenly, and the look in her eyes scared Director Zhang.
After a moment, the female director exhaled softly: "...Now tell me in detail."
"In fact, there are no more details." When Director Zhang talked about this, his expression was obviously not as confident and bright as when he reported the "success of the filtration system" just now. It was obvious that the strangeness and inexplicability of this matter made him, the head of the technical department, quite nervous. "It is the machine soul that appeared. The main manifestation is a certain self-repair property. When used, it seems to consciously cooperate with humans to exert force, and there is a tendency to communicate with surrounding machines and equipment. In the absence of anyone present, the monitoring equipment recorded that the hammer was gently knocking on a nearby impact analyzer. The laboratory team analyzed that this may be some kind of social behavior..."
Song Cheng finally couldn't help but speak: "What kind of hammer did you make? A mechanical powered hammer? A rocket-assisted impact hammer? Or is there something else stuffed inside..."
"Just one hammer," Director Zhang spread out his hands, "I cut a small piece directly from the iron ingot. I didn't even recast it. I just pressed the shape, made a hole, and then temporarily put a wooden stick through it as a handle..."
"The machine soul has appeared?"
"Yes, the machine soul has appeared," Director Zhang sighed. "I have been in charge of the technical department for many years, and I have studied many cases related to machine souls. The conditions for machines to produce simulated conscious behavior are all of a certain level of complexity, long-term contact with humans, and extremely rare coincidences. I have never seen anything like this... I even suspect that if they had not made a hammer at the time, even if they had made an ear pick, a machine soul would have appeared at this time."
Song Cheng had a dull expression: "Don't say you haven't seen this, Old Zhang. Who has seen this before?"
"I haven't seen him either," Baili Qing stood up from behind the desk, "So, take me to see him now."
(End of this chapter)
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